Chapter 2128: 2128
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At this moment, a year of leisure had already passed quietly. Just a few days ago, Dyon helped his daughter celebrate her 16th birthday. To the Mortal Alliance, she had already become akin to a goddess, having a reputation even higher than Dyon's own wives. Of course, this was only because Madeleine, Ri, Clara and Amphorae had suddenly disappeared for 12 years. They definitely had some catching up to do.
In truth, some were beginning to pressure Dyon a bit to establish an Empire, but for some reason, Dyon still felt like it wasn't the right time. So, he continued to hold off.
Finally, Dyon felt that his heart had settled down enough, he entered a cave on a secluded moon countless light years away from the next nearest lifeforms and took out Hell's Right Eye.
Dyon definitely felt that it would be a mistake to take in this treasure if he was around others, this was why he hadn't even considered absorbing it back within the Federation. Doing such a thing would have been as good as announcing to the world he had such a treasure.
'Little Yin, Little Yang… What's the history of this treasure?' Dyon asked.
'Our cultivation is still too weak to see the history of a treasure even the Immortal Plane salivates over…' Little Yang replied solemnly.
'Is that so…' Dyon muttered.
When Dyon spoke to Legolas about Hell's Right Eye, the archer had actually not even attempted to ask for it back. In fact, he said that he could feel his life force draining every time he used it, and that it had an incredibly corrosive nature. Even touching it would make one feel as though they were dying.
Yet Dyon could easily touch it. He had even had it in his inner world for over a year, yet he had felt no adverse effects…
In Legolas' experience, the eye only gave him minor control over some gravitational and space laws, not to mention gave him sharper eyesight, both of which greatly helped his archery. But he found that while he was relying on it, his comprehension stagnated.
Yet again, Legolas' experience and Dyon's were akin to Heaven and Earth. Dyon almost felt like he couldn't improve and comprehend more if he didn't have this treasure.
No matter how much he thought about it, Dyon simply couldn't wrap his head around it. The only option left was to take a leap of faith.
Taking a deep breath, Dyon raised the dense black pearl to his right eye.
The moment his eye and it fused, veins of black pulsed outward, stretching out from his eye like the webs of a malignant spider.
Dyon didn't scream, but his body trembled. He felt as though the entirety of his eye was being reconstructed. It wasn't only that, but even the meridians and blood vessels around his eye were being broken and reformed.
Dyon could vaguely tell that this would likely give him access to a new vein of magic, one that likely would be of the Ancient variety at worst, but the pain was too severe to think about it.
Subconsciously, Dyon realized why this process was so difficult. If he hadn't entered the Gold Silk Realm, maybe he wouldn't have felt any pain at all. But because his body had grown in strength, it took some effort, albeit a small bit, for Hell's Right Eye to break it down and reconstruct it as it saw fit.
The days ticked by. Eventually, half a year had passed before the pain in his eye began to subside and he could finally relax.
When Dyon finally regained the state of mind necessary to take a look around, he realized that the moon around him had been completely obliterated. It wasn't just the moon, but even the very solar system it sat within was nowhere to be seen.
Dyon was shocked. He raised his hand to his right eye… Suddenly, he felt that it was both familiar, yet somehow foreign at the same time.
A murky blackness swirled beneath his golden eye. It felt like just a strand of the energy within could shatter all of existence.
From Dyon's understanding, every Treasure of the 33 Heavens had two abilities. One passive and One active.
This reconstruction of the eye and the implementation of new meridian pathways and blood vessels was the passive ability of Hell's Right Eye.
Thanks to this passive ability, not only had Dyon's eyesight reached unprecedented levels, but he had gained a new branch of powerful magic he felt wouldn't be weaker than what his Wings of Blessings could provide.
Hell's Right Eye also had an active ability. This ability gave one the ability to manipulate and bend space, however, it wasn't so simple as this. Dyon felt that the secrets were deeper than he could imagine, but he also felt a certain anxiousness… He wanted to find Heaven's Left Eye as quickly as he could.
For the other Treasures of the 33 Heavens in his hands, Dyon felt that they wouldn't be able to show their true strength until he transcended. But for some reason, he felt much closer to that goal with Hell's Right Eye than even his soul path treasures.
Dyon smiled. With Hell's Right Eye, Dyon wouldn't have to worry about Kaori's spatial treasure any longer. What could a replica do to the real thing?
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At this moment, a year of leisure had already passed quietly. Just a few days ago, Dyon helped his daughter celebrate her 16th birthday. To the Mortal Alliance, she had already become akin to a goddess, having a reputation even higher than Dyon's own wives. Of course, this was only because Madeleine, Ri, Clara and Amphorae had suddenly disappeared for 12 years. They definitely had some catching up to do.
In truth, some were beginning to pressure Dyon a bit to establish an Empire, but for some reason, Dyon still felt like it wasn't the right time. So, he continued to hold off.
Finally, Dyon felt that his heart had settled down enough, he entered a cave on a secluded moon countless light years away from the next nearest lifeforms and took out Hell's Right Eye.
Dyon definitely felt that it would be a mistake to take in this treasure if he was around others, this was why he hadn't even considered absorbing it back within the Federation. Doing such a thing would have been as good as announcing to the world he had such a treasure.
'Little Yin, Little Yang… What's the history of this treasure?' Dyon asked.
'Our cultivation is still too weak to see the history of a treasure even the Immortal Plane salivates over…' Little Yang replied solemnly.
'Is that so…' Dyon muttered.
When Dyon spoke to Legolas about Hell's Right Eye, the archer had actually not even attempted to ask for it back. In fact, he said that he could feel his life force draining every time he used it, and that it had an incredibly corrosive nature. Even touching it would make one feel as though they were dying.
Yet Dyon could easily touch it. He had even had it in his inner world for over a year, yet he had felt no adverse effects…
In Legolas' experience, the eye only gave him minor control over some gravitational and space laws, not to mention gave him sharper eyesight, both of which greatly helped his archery. But he found that while he was relying on it, his comprehension stagnated.
Yet again, Legolas' experience and Dyon's were akin to Heaven and Earth. Dyon almost felt like he couldn't improve and comprehend more if he didn't have this treasure.
No matter how much he thought about it, Dyon simply couldn't wrap his head around it. The only option left was to take a leap of faith.
Taking a deep breath, Dyon raised the dense black pearl to his right eye.
The moment his eye and it fused, veins of black pulsed outward, stretching out from his eye like the webs of a malignant spider.
Dyon didn't scream, but his body trembled. He felt as though the entirety of his eye was being reconstructed. It wasn't only that, but even the meridians and blood vessels around his eye were being broken and reformed.
Dyon could vaguely tell that this would likely give him access to a new vein of magic, one that likely would be of the Ancient variety at worst, but the pain was too severe to think about it.
Subconsciously, Dyon realized why this process was so difficult. If he hadn't entered the Gold Silk Realm, maybe he wouldn't have felt any pain at all. But because his body had grown in strength, it took some effort, albeit a small bit, for Hell's Right Eye to break it down and reconstruct it as it saw fit.
The days ticked by. Eventually, half a year had passed before the pain in his eye began to subside and he could finally relax.
When Dyon finally regained the state of mind necessary to take a look around, he realized that the moon around him had been completely obliterated. It wasn't just the moon, but even the very solar system it sat within was nowhere to be seen.
Dyon was shocked. He raised his hand to his right eye… Suddenly, he felt that it was both familiar, yet somehow foreign at the same time.
A murky blackness swirled beneath his golden eye. It felt like just a strand of the energy within could shatter all of existence.
From Dyon's understanding, every Treasure of the 33 Heavens had two abilities. One passive and One active.
This reconstruction of the eye and the implementation of new meridian pathways and blood vessels was the passive ability of Hell's Right Eye.
Thanks to this passive ability, not only had Dyon's eyesight reached unprecedented levels, but he had gained a new branch of powerful magic he felt wouldn't be weaker than what his Wings of Blessings could provide.
Hell's Right Eye also had an active ability. This ability gave one the ability to manipulate and bend space, however, it wasn't so simple as this. Dyon felt that the secrets were deeper than he could imagine, but he also felt a certain anxiousness… He wanted to find Heaven's Left Eye as quickly as he could.
For the other Treasures of the 33 Heavens in his hands, Dyon felt that they wouldn't be able to show their true strength until he transcended. But for some reason, he felt much closer to that goal with Hell's Right Eye than even his soul path treasures.
Dyon smiled. With Hell's Right Eye, Dyon wouldn't have to worry about Kaori's spatial treasure any longer. What could a replica do to the real thing?
At this moment, a year of leisure had already passed quietly. Just a few days ago, Dyon helped his daughter celebrate her 16th birthday. To the Mortal Alliance, she had already become akin to a goddess, having a reputation even higher than Dyon's own wives. Of course, this was only because Madeleine, Ri, Clara and Amphorae had suddenly disappeared for 12 years. They definitely had some catching up to do. In truth, some were beginning to pressure Dyon a bit to establish an Empire, but for some reason, Dyon still felt like it wasn't the right time. So, he continued to hold off. Finally, Dyon felt that his heart had settled down enough, he entered a cave on a secluded moon countless light years away from the next nearest lifeforms and took out Hell's Right Eye. Dyon definitely felt that it would be a mistake to take in this treasure if he was around others, this was why he hadn't even considered absorbing it back within the Federation. Doing such a thing would have been as good as announcing to the world he had such a treasure. 'Little Yin, Little Yang What's the history of this treasure?' Dyon asked. 'Our cultivation is still too weak to see the history of a treasure even the Immortal Plane salivates over' Little Yang replied solemnly. 'Is that so' Dyon muttered. When Dyon spoke to Legolas about Hell's Right Eye, the archer had actually not even attempted to ask for it back. In fact, he said that he could feel his life force draining every time he used it, and that it had an incredibly corrosive nature. Even touching it would make one feel as though they were dying. Yet Dyon could easily touch it. He had even had it in his inner world for over a year, yet he had felt no adverse effects In Legolas' experience, the eye only gave him minor control over some gravitational and space laws, not to mention gave him sharper eyesight, both of which greatly helped his archery. But he found that while he was relying on it, his comprehension stagnated. Yet again, Legolas' experience and Dyon's were akin to Heaven and Earth. Dyon almost felt like he couldn't improve and comprehend more if he didn't have this treasure. No matter how much he thought about it, Dyon simply couldn't wrap his head around it. The only option left was to take a leap of faith. Taking a deep breath, Dyon raised the dense black pearl to his right eye. The moment his eye and it fused, veins of black pulsed outward, stretching out from his eye like the webs of a malignant spider. Dyon didn't scream, but his body trembled. He felt as though the entirety of his eye was being reconstructed. It wasn't only that, but even the meridians and blood vessels around his eye were being broken and reformed. Dyon could vaguely tell that this would likely give him access to a new vein of magic, one that likely would be of the Ancient variety at worst, but the pain was too severe to think about it. Subconsciously, Dyon realized why this process was so difficult. If he hadn't entered the Gold Silk Realm, maybe he wouldn't have felt any pain at all. But because his body had grown in strength, it took some effort, albeit a small bit, for Hell's Right Eye to break it down and reconstruct it as it saw fit. The days ticked by. Eventually, half a year had passed before the pain in his eye began to subside and he could finally relax. When Dyon finally regained the state of mind necessary to take a look around, he realized that the moon around him had been completely obliterated. It wasn't just the moon, but even the very solar system it sat within was nowhere to be seen. Dyon was shocked. He raised his hand to his right eye Suddenly, he felt that it was both familiar, yet somehow foreign at the same time. A murky blackness swirled beneath his golden eye. It felt like just a strand of the energy within could shatter all of existence. From Dyon's understanding, every Treasure of the 33 Heavens had two abilities. One passive and One active. This reconstruction of the eye and the implementation of new meridian pathways and blood vessels was the passive ability of Hell's Right Eye. Thanks to this passive ability, not only had Dyon's eyesight reached unprecedented levels, but he had gained a new branch of powerful magic he felt wouldn't be weaker than what his Wings of Blessings could provide. Hell's Right Eye also had an active ability. This ability gave one the ability to manipulate and bend space, however, it wasn't so simple as this. Dyon felt that the secrets were deeper than he could imagine, but he also felt a certain anxiousness He wanted to find Heaven's Left Eye as quickly as he could. For the other Treasures of the 33 Heavens in his hands, Dyon felt that they wouldn't be able to show their true strength until he transcended. But for some reason, he felt much closer to that goal with Hell's Right Eye than even his soul path treasures. Dyon smiled. With Hell's Right Eye, Dyon wouldn't have to worry about Kaori's spatial treasure any longer. What could a replica do to the real thing?
